At times I find myself lost and trapped within a daze, confused, stuck, and idly
consumed in lost days.
Dwelling on the past while sitting idly gasped, peering around I'm blinded but
can hear the masses laugh.
So I smile to myself, take a breath, and exhale, my vision becomes more clear
and my heart less frail.
I'm on a mission to succeed, who knows where I'll be, but I swear I'll scale this
whole mountain inevitably.
There will be no more closing my eyes and dreaming of you, I'm sick to my
stomach already queasy from the view.
Goodbye to the love we made and the promises you broke, goodbye to the ones
I returned which I now revoke.
Goodbye to that person i though that I knew, goodbye to that person that I
thought was you.